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“Mr. Sinclair says make her squirt on the table. Rub her clit while you fuck her.” The man fucking me grinned and pressed his thumb hard against my swollen clit, rubbing fast, merciless circles while his cock continued its devastating rhythm. I shattered. My back arched violently off the table. A broken, muffled scream tore from my throat around the cock stuffing my mouth. My pussy clenched and spasmed, then gushed with a powerful, messy squirt spraying around his thrusting cock, soaking his abs and the conference table beneath me. They didn’t stop. They kept using me.

Jennifer: Shrug emoji. I decided to take a different tack. This time, rather than pick safe, general stories, I chose a bunch of different categories and sent my favorites from each. One was romantic, about a couple falling in love. The next was about a wife who sleeps with another man. Another had a husband bringing in his best friend for a threesome. I chose one that had some bondage (not my thing, but I picked a story that was highly rated). I sent a Lesbian story and a Gay male one (again, I relied on the ratings). I linked a story about watching two people have sex in the woods, and one about a girl riding a sybian for the first time. I skipped two categories: nonconsent and incest. As

he says with a smirk plastered across his face. “Please no …no. Stop.” *SMACK* “Ahh…I'm a whore. One” *SMACK* “Ahhhh.. I'm a whore. Two” …..Five,....SIX…..Ten…... .Twelve….. Nineteen. “So this is the final deal” Clover fondled her head gently stroking her hair and caressing her ass cheeks with the stick. Her ass was all red and bruised. *SMACK* “Ahh.. I'm a whore. Twenty.”

He jumped at her touch, and she pulled at his pants. Suddenly, in a swift gesture, he took off her tshirt and sweater. She shook herself out her bra, and he leaned down to lick the puckering pink nipple. She was flooded with warmth and could feel herself getting wet. She’d been saving herself for a special occasion and a special man, but her body screamed instead, now, now, now. His lips were circling her nipples, while his leg spread her thighs wide so that she could ride against him. She rubbed herself against his leg, grinding against him, using the desk as leverage to find a place she wanted to reach, if only, if only….She wanted to touch him. She reached out to feel his cock and they bo

Well there was only two weeks left for Sam to enjoy her and he was doing that as much as he could. Not that he didn't actually enjoy the class itself as he had indeed been writing for the last couple of years. The only problem was what he was writing was dirty naughty stories, or as most web sites called it; erotic stories. Sam was pretty good at it and at the urging of his then girlfriend Stacey, had submitted some of his books to an eeotic story site named Erotic dom where under the pen name Dirtyfantasies, and had gotten some good reviews.

Liam slammed deep one last time and came with a guttural roar, pulse after pulse of thick, hot cum flooding Nina’s pussy until it overflowed, running down her thighs in sticky rivulets. He stayed buried inside her, grinding, making sure every drop stayed deep. Then he pulled out slowly, watching his cum drip from her gaping, ruined hole. He scooped some onto his fingers and shoved them into Nina’s mouth. “Suck,” he ordered. She did. Eyes glazed, tears and mascara streaking her cheeks, tongue swirling around his fingers like it was his cock. Rita crawled forward, licked a stripe up Nina’s inner thigh, gathering the leaking cum, then kissed Nina slow, filthy, feeding it to her.

“Say it! Tell us you’re ours! That you’re a slut for all of you daddy's workers ” “I’m yours! All of yours! I’m your slut! Please, use me! I’m so wet! I’m so dirty! Fuck me!” she begged in a raw voice. Her hips rocked against Nathan’s fingers, mouth working over Matt’s cock. Finally, Matt groaned, cumming into her while Nathan sunk his dick into her cunt. She screamed as he fucked her hard and brutal. Lucinda swallowed every drop of Matt's cum, moaning and whining as her body was wracked with pleasure.

he smiles, running his fingers through my curls as I pull out of his arms. “I thought so too.” I smile, still refusing to cry. “Okay, so remember, tomorrow you need to set your online profile up, and I want you to use the pen name “The Smut Slut”. I nod, making a mental note of the name. “The quicker you set it up, the quicker you can start working. All dates will be run by me first just to make sure you're not being sent off with a fucking weirdo, a killer, or someone who's just bad news. I'll take care of you like I promised, Savage, so don't worry your pretty little head about a thing.” He knocks back a shot of tequila and smiles, grabbing Lexi and pulling her onto his lap. “Alright, I'll

I asked, "Oh, so what is it then?" Trust me, I read just one paragraph when she sent me those kinds of stuff and it was full of..okay, I don't wanna think about it. Yuck! Roshini's eyes lit up as she answered, "Smut. We called it smut." She seemed to be drooling over the idea of reading it again. I was a hundred percent sure that as soon as she reached the room, she was going to change, eat, and then she would start reading her smut... yeah, smuts till late at night.

While I played with his prick, trying to get it to rise to the occasion, he found a porno movie on the TV. We had often used smut to excite us. We teased each other about doing the things in the pornos or the XXXerotica stories. The flick he had chosen to watch was about a wife cheating on her husband. I wasn’t sure why he picked that movie. I knew he was turned on by that sort of thing, but was afraid that he might get suspicious. I asked him. “Why did you pick this movie? It’s about wives fucking around on their husbands. Does that turn you on?”